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jeudi 28 février 2019

Crédule ou cupide

Crédule ou cupide


Dans la vie, soit tu es crédule
A moins que tu ne sois cupide
Du genre le machin bidibulle
Ou plutôt dans le genre stupide
Mais tu sais, apprendre à se taire,
N’a jamais arrêter les guerres
Et bien sûr, apprendre à les faire
N’a jamais été mieux, non plus
  
Vouloir de l’argent à tout prix
A l’encontre des sentiments
Noircir son cœur pour du profit
C’est perdre l’âme pour du temps
Se donner le style innocent
C’est s’enfermer dans une bulle.
Naïf sans en être conscient,
 Ce n’est pas terrible non plus

L’action définie qui on est
Plus que la meilleure intention
Plus que la meilleur’ des pensées
Elle est la détermination
Le doute fait l’hésitation
Il n’est pas toujours négatif
L’angoisse empêche d’avancer
Quand croire en Dieu ne suffit plus…

mardi 19 février 2019

Préface de "intégraal"


Préface : 

De temps en temps par période, je m’inquiétais de ces trous noirs de l’inspiration. La page "blanche", alors je me demandais souvent pourquoi et comment mon inspiration disparaissait ainsi. Ma muse se jouait-elle de moi ?
Cette angoisse qui est là, tous les jours, de ce que nous avons été, seront et sommes toujours, traumatisés par cette affreuse bestiole et son horloge autour du cou, cauchemar de million de citadins, cauchemar du :"J’ai pas le temps".
« écrire-penser-réfléchir-écouter-entendre-reproduire-lire-essayer-comprendre-aimer », tout mélanger, tout en même temps. Du calme…Respire lentement….
Je veux le voir cuire dans un immense chaudron et briser sa satanée clepsydre (sans eau) en morceaux. Fini le syndrome de Lewis Caroll pour redonner un sens clair à mes mots…Asta pronto
L’être humain, n’utilise pas son cerveau pour aimer ni son estomac pour respirer, par contre son cœur affamé court après d’inaccessible amours, d’irréels caprices sans valeur existentiel. Quel gâchis…Le temps, c’est de l’argent ? Et l’amour c’est quoi, alors ?
                        Il est temps de prendre son temps, d’équilibrer la synchronisation de nos ondes créatrices. Je vois et me lance plus serein vers mes projets devenu plaisir au lieu de supplice. J’ai compris, alors je prends tout mon temps, le civet en sera que plus délicieux et l’avenir plus grand. Car le bonheur est là, tout autour de nous, en nous. Il y en a aussi à ramasser tout le long de nos chemins. L’Harmonie est le plus beau de tous les desseins…
Dans ma tête, complexe tête, le lapin blanc est mort ce soir….

Aleluya…


mercredi 9 janvier 2019

Trapped in relationship


Trapped in relationship

There are hard times to live in life.
So that we need positive light
Everyone have this energy
 and we can share it around us.

When feels prisoner of wedding
Whose to tell? Anyone earing
When love and trust are no longer
Who to say? Anybody cares

Danger in love, heart no use
If the other is obsessed.
We tell you, ; “Shure? Don’t you abuse?”
 “do you complain? you are blessed”

No one care , apathy is rife
But she manipulates your life.
And break down all your relations
Without no exaggeration

Stay one object for the dwelling
There is nobody to talk to.
To hear:  “Yo  man, why you lying?”
And already you stay alone

When you have lost that energy
that you have shared around you
heavy dark, all is murky deep
There are hard times to live in life.

mardi 18 décembre 2018

More well is your faith, strong you are


More well is your faith, strong you are

 "If one gram of shit spoils one kilo of caviar
,one gram of caviar does not improve one kilo of shit."


Come on, fill in your heart for an eternal love
Love has never let to you refused the dream
Dream let to you never prevented from to work
Work never encouraged you to your arms down

Come on you say: This life run away of me…Why?
Fly to optimist way and wellness is in our heart
Part of your soul know, fight wings, everywhere further
Farther up smartly, no as idiot, never stand


Come on, sit up straight and with abundance and smile
Smile, gloss, grin, be happy, with conviction and faith
Faith thinking, the courage in ourselves always stay
Stay not too long inactive, learn more less alone

Come on, stop your crazy illusions, enough whims
Swim in an ocean of hope, so trust and grow
Row faraway that hate, save our planet for gloat
Float anywhere so great, humbly not as buffoon

Come on, travel the world or meditate for deep
Deeping, scaling, climbing, learn to laugh, spread, moving
Moving mountains, diffuse a love, under hills cross
Cross the walls, exit at your prison ‘life and live

Come on, I want peace, I try to resolve our fight
Right, but you know: I’m not a knick-knack, not flip-flap
Flapped head up, hit your mind for have a sweet life
Life imposes outputs sometimes. Already you knew.


Because, impossible remains impossible,
as longtime as it has not been realized ...

lundi 12 novembre 2018

Energic activity


Energicactivity


Advance slowly your hand to my touch
Sweating and sigh become desire puffs

Syrupy slip warmly to your palm
For than our partnership inflame flame

Revives volcano which fires up
lips open a cuddles it keeps up

Play instants which favors us a bit
Together, you, me and this old bed

Jealous, indecent noise, ears are tense
See nothing when sending of soul sense

The moon ran away at dawn of day
We hugged with warmth on ardor way

Rhythmic breathing of our joyful hearts
Wonderful effort in the love's act

Closer where the humors unfold out
the fingers slip when tongues run out

Finally unveil, tickled pink, now
Awaken the tactile sense... Know-how

Mist my torso with your jerky air
Go back and forth,   magic tide is  here


Approach your breasts that my mouth arises
Slowly scalded comes to peel the rose

In the center of carnal action
Up to the sky from upward passion

seventh? the eighth heaven is better
Bathed feelings drowned still warmer

Beasts, Jubilant, force the pace, beaming
still and so, the movements are driving

With by a loud cry. the groan of love
the act's fulfilled more than perfect.

D.N.P

mercredi 24 octobre 2018

Makes me a light


Makes me a light

Come on, tell the world, he’s coming home …king is back
Favor, for mercy Yogi-Sun. Makes me a light
You, you are my mirth, it is my truth, my delight
The sun shine again, Alleluia; King is back

“A prince of light” you are, who enlightens our way
Artist complete and more; lock in stock and barrel
Performer powerful, sower of love, all days,
 Bearer of hope you are, and holder wises counsels.

Thee, you have known by your sweat imposed your voice 
Choreographer, actor singer and more still
Performer inspiring many people like us
You knew how to show the quality of your skills

Come on, tell the world, he’s coming home …king is back
A fabulous coach with encouraging advice
Always attentive and advocates of justice
follow your path peace, man, the life appears less dark

Today lot of persons destroy life of others
they are so interested in win a money.
They are being uninteresting, no valor
So, money and nothing else..........Love is in danger

Please Yogi-Sun, continue your way always new
Your wisdom me drew, calm, alright, already knew
Face of the great teacher is back; it's a pleasure.
Illuminate us with your smile, that is for sure
  
Come on, tell the world, he’s coming home …let it be
You, who warms the soul, which restores self-confidence
I read these comments, sweet vibe and good melody
Always take joy bliss to listen your strong advice

Life remain very sad without you, find the lane
Time goes by, mistakes past, sometimes go away
A rock-climbing higher than the present mountain
Erase doubts and come back…and mean lighting our ways

When the apathy for the world come, cry the hearts ....
When the silence let enter doubts and quandary
Come on man, we are in danger because of that
Come back brother, this planet need artist like thee

Come on, tell the world, he’s coming home …king is back
We need rocking with the best, yeah! Put your hands high
New opportunity … nothing that we can't try
Pick up your phone, come on..., Tell the world he’s coming back


Dédé ( DNP)

dimanche 29 juillet 2018

Beyond


Beyond


Beyond the meanders about the solitude
Extreme oxymoron in reason and absurd
Also long that the mind, also long can wander
like sensible madness; be poet or usher

There is the Eden where the sensations fuse
It is a place where are born inspired muses
Those who sow the answers without question
Those who, to move forward, give reflection

Alas! Is spreading of obsolescence-existing
It who dominates us is called: suffering
Earth where human being appears to disappear
In cave of its oversize brain hid in his lair

To love or be loved? Suspicious obsession
Ultimate barrier to the not prudish passion
By most far that our body goes to cleanse itself
Beyond the "No man's-land" about all our belief

It's existed a garden, source of the feelings
For who seek bliss in enjoyment and wellbeing
A grove where hatch fairies of love who shine today
Those that colored the cheeks, those who shine our day

Difficult when the starry-eyed break their feather
In wishy-washy world where gloom is everywhere
Behind our eyes who don’t understand what they see
Under a planet where the future seems blurry

And even if goodness and faith seem to die off
Every way there is in our daily acts of life
Everyday it’s enough hope to become pleased
Despite asymmetry at our hearts damaged
There or not, maybe just here all days and all nights
There remain the winners of a sumptuous fight.